Where did this week go? Here it is Friday evening and I just remembered that I never posted about the glass flowers Irene and I designed last Sunday morning, when she was staying with us.
If I remember correctly Sunday morning was rainy. We spent some time in the garage workshop creating.
Here are Irene's glass flowers.
Irene likes to embellish her glass with a few "jewels". Grandpa got them all glued together this week, and they now have bud vases affixed to the backs so they can be slipped over bent re bar. The re bar has yet to be bent, but since we will have Irene here again tomorrow, she can urge Grandpa to get them done so she can plant them in her garden.
I designed several also.
Irene wasn't happy that I didn't let her have that iridescent dish on the bottom left, but since I bought it in an antique store for a bit more than I usually pay for thrift store glass, I called dibs.
Since our supply of glass was getting picked over, Thursday Tom and I made the rounds of more local thrift stores and restocked. Then we couldn't help but play with our new finds. There are now eight more glass flowers designed and waiting for the final inspection before they get glued up. We may have to go into business.
Other than playing with glass, the week was filled with exercise walking, working in the garden, two lunches out with friends, Isaac's cross country meet, and a trip to the dentist for a temporary crown when on Monday one of my teeth decided to crumble. Just another one of those aging pestilences.
Tomorrow, Saturday, we will have Irene with us for most of the day. We will take her with us when we visit Kubota Garden on a field trip with our garden group, followed by lunch out together. Then in the evening we have a Sounders game at the stadium. Sunday will be slower, only Irene's soccer game in the afternoon.
Life is busy. That's better than having nothing to do, or not being able to be busy, so we'll take it. Now I'll see if I can squeeze in time to read your blogs for the day. I just finally got today's paper read.